Dali's Car
Dali's Car
Together arm in armIn an avenue white and tallTower block buildings telling talesThis is (?)Time is waiting on the floorA (?) from whoMy friend is clawing at the dialIt tells us half past twoTall doors opened upI leave my friend no fearThe jacket man with piercing suitIs looking for a tearHe (?) his words in monotonal humsAnd draws a picture clearOf Dali's car, his silent selfAn eye pierces like a spearTell me man, like or notMy time is short and soonI'll take your clock for Dali's carTake you spinning in the roomSpinning in the room...
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